Red Green Ketchup

Waiting in line. For my order isn't coming any time closer than
the moon is to the sun. I think im just gonna stand here and
starve. They call this fast food.I know its not true. I swear i
have a sign that says cut me intrude. I see five people pass they
are paying attention. I only notice distractions. As the line got
quiter. My mind just got heavier. My throat was so thirsty. My
stomach grumbles. The spund of hunger. As the crowd of consumers
got smaller. I had to hold my breath just a little longer. Like a
computer with the loading sign. I thought i was going to blow in
hives when i saw the guy at the counter. He said, "may I take
your order." I loocked as his strange face in horror. I whispered
to myself man this guys got odor. Excuse me sir was the reply i
heard. Sayed the man with the greasy here. 2 large hamburgers.
Wait no i said in panic. I havent told my pick. Make it quick
said the guy noticing his crosseyes. I said I'd like 2 french
fries. Red or green ketchup. Whatever i said ignoring his strange
question. After a few more drill of naming my foods to please my
grills. I turned around listening in on someanes phone call.
Retrieving the words i heard and 40 old say by baby this fools
listening our conversation. Talking about privacy. Outy of
embarresment i turn back. Looking at the table and what it didn't
have. Where my food. I cried in shock. Quite son lets not have an
arguement. If you want to i can get the manager. No its okay. I
didn't want to meet him anyway. Then the anger caught me in the
eye. Right behind was a fellow sitting at a table . Dipping his
french fries in green and red ketchup.